Requested by CJArts16

You're tired of being the youngling that is always has to be protected by your older sister.

You're just as fierce as her, but your body isn't capable of doing the amount of work your sister could accomplish.
Your burlap is very tearable, and your hands were made of a brittle metal and wood, but somehow you didn't care that your body was weak.

You carelessly ran through the library. Throwing your (weapon) around.
Almost hitting 3 in the head, but missed by a few inches.
The stunt barely phased them.
Only 7 sighed annoyed and scolded,
"(Y/n), will you just put that thing away and sit down?"
"Sorry, 3." You apologised sheepishly as you pulled (y/w) out of the wall behind them.
They only shook their head and rolled their eyes.
"Now calm down before you break something."
"Fine." You said, then sat next to 7.
Silence filled the room for the next minute and for the rest of the night.